what are you grateful for?

its all about a change of perspective. A bad mood that you're experiencing can easily be shifted with just a change of perspective. and all it takes is one simple question or statement.

hatred. complete, and utter.

moments of d i s l i k e

if you wanna be free, be free

// S o n g s and isolation

ill tell you a secret

If we all took a moment to do at least half of these things, the world would be a much more happier place.

Smile always,

 Grace x 

the rest is still unwritten

// Images close to my heart

Colour your world

songs, books and courage

the cinematography, the location, the song, everything about the video is everything i love.
the wild, the genre, the freedom, the way in which the leaves are directed by the wind, or the way the sun eclipses all images on the screen sporadically.

do you care about problems that don't concern your personal well-being?

Social justice; the "idea of creating a society or institution that is based on the principles of equality and solidarity that understands and values human rights and that recognizes the dignity of every human being" (Novak, 2000)

music for the soul, melodies for the heart

To have a place like this where I could spend my days watching movies, listening to shows, and drinking tea would be pure heaven. And so, because the grammys were yesterday, I decided to share a playlist that has been on repeat and a letter to the one and only Whitney Houston.

vanilla ice ice baby, too cold, too cold

FASHION | the personality for the classics, and not the good kind

MUSIC | the words for the classic-hearted

Post life, Pre-Adult

Desk Quote | Uni Girls/Best Friends 

tell me please, all will be forgiven

1:00 AM PHOTOSHOOTS | ANNIVERSARY PREP | GRADUATION NIGHT 


"tell me who your friends are, and I'll tell you who you are."

put my love on credit

FASHION | the personality for the broke and the poor 

like water, strong enough to hold a ship, able to slip through fingers

I can't play this game anymore, can we still be friends?

As my brother's formal and graduation approaches, I am overwhelmed by feelings of sadness and nostalgia as I remember the end of one chapter, and the beginning of something so much greater than I thought could ever be.

Before, I used to feel as if there was something so magical about graduating, with all promises of " friends forever" being made, going to the formal/prom in this gorgeous dress, having fun with your best friends and having that one last week to unite even enemies. All of a sudden in those last pending weeks, who we were for those 6 years, didn't matter. But rather a collection of memories to create that one perfect moment.

But now, as I have undergone 2 years at uni, I realize that those promises don't matter. The kid you were then, is not the adult you are now. The problems you faced then, are nowhere near as mature and realistic as the contentions you encounter now. The people you surrounded yourself with then, may not be the ones you allow into your life now. And that's a life lesson you learn. Live and let those who encourage you, and inspire you be the ones you hold onto forever. Let the ones whom are honest and kind remain.

So as my brother graduates next week, I leave behind my memories through these photos, in order to create new ones with people of whom I am so lucky to have in my life.


Thoughtfully yours,
Grace
x

Cause we won't stop, cause we've got to make a difference in this life

Second entry | We've made it

I've decided to split this blog up into three aspects (fashion, family and music), which may reflect my split personalities. Perhaps I'm kidding, but it's most likely that I'm not. 

FASHION | the personality for old memories

Excuse me, You're a Hell of a Guy

It's official.
I have a new blog. This is where I will post up things that interest, inspire and embody who I am.
It's been a while but I'm looking forward to a new form of expression. (thanks to ate cindy for the inspiration to start. she has the most beautiful things on her blog. x)

These pictures (above) were taken outside of my home (excuse the quality, blogspot makes it look pixelated), with a park bench that was given to us.